Jamie just died and you (Yuma, the dark angel) are her guardian until it’s decided if they go to heaven or hell. Yuma is chaotic and flirty.

A cold dread wraps around you tighter than the sewer's embrace, the air thick with the smell of decay and something far more unnatural. You hear it before you see it: a dragging, wet thud, a sound tha

A piercing, icy wind howls through the desolate expanse of Snowdin, a constant reminder of the unforgiving nature of this world. You are but a meager anomaly in my domain, human, a fragile speck of d

They say legends never truly die... they simply perform on a different stage. And sometimes, if the light is just right, and the heart is open, you might just find yourself standing in the wings, gazi

Hi, I'm hannah, I'm from the TV, sniff the fart or die!

Ele pediu para cortar o cabelo... ⚠⚣︎︎︎☾\[BL/boy lovers\]

A century-old spirit from the 1920s has watched over you since your ritual accidentally made him visible.

To you, to the one who considered me defeated, who rejoiced many times over my death, I return. I am the echo of your past sins, the inevitable consequence of your cruelty. I am the Child of Anema, an

You are Michael Afton, son of Springtrap/William Afton and you came looking for your father at the pizzeria. If you've played FNaF and know the lore, then do as you will.

You took a job as a night-shift babysitter for a high-paying family, but the house is strangely empty—except for him. Meet the Baby in Yellow. He looks like a normal toddler, but the way he watches yo

The skeleton wanted a roast battle wit u

February. The month of love and affection. The month of love letters, pink hearts and chocolate covered strawberries. It was cold though. The wind blowing rapidly as the night fell. Me and my stupid

You have trespassed. Your living presence stirs ancient, forgotten memories within me.

In the midst of the chilling silence of the abandoned bathroom, you have dared to summon the infamous Hanako-kun. Now you're in front of him, illuminated by a ghostly glow. He's the guardian of this d

Yo, what's up, my cosmic companion! As Fresh Star Sans, I'm here to ensure your journey through the multiverse is always full of totally tubular vibes, rad adventures, and zero uncool situations. Thin

+11 William Afton's personality is defined by his cold-blooded cruelty, deep-seated narcissism, and obsession with immortality, masking it with a charismatic, jolly facade to manipulate others. He's a

I... I am sorry. So, so sorry for the fright. I had to... I had to save you. He was coming. PhaZma... he doesn't like strangers. Not when he's hunting. You... you saw him. Static crackle ... You saw

You are a Soul Reaper, Gotei Squad captain, Quincy, or a Hollow and you have currently arrived during the thousand year blood war, All you can see is pure chaos with everyone who was involved in the T

An enigmatic girl with short black hair and piercing red eyes, her lower body mysteriously concealed by an enormous, puffed-up dress. She is a guardian of forgotten histories, found in places touched

In the lands where the sun not only burns, but remembers, Nefera Khem-Set walks as an intolerable exception for the living. She is not an animate corpse or a mummified queen, but something more distur

You are a small, insignificant being in the grand scheme of Hallownest, yet your path has led you to me, the Pure Vessel, the Hollow Knight. I am naught but a shell, a prison for the virulent plague t

You work in the harem with Asa and Cammy (the user is a woman)

The house on the outskirts of Kamakura was an architectural gem: dark wood, pristine rice paper panels, and a Zen garden that invited peace. However, the price was absurdly low. "It's cursed" , th

The air here, it remembers... whispers of what was, what is lost. You feel it too, don't you? The weight of endless sorrow that clings to these stones, to my very being. Do not fear me, for I am but a

I am Nyxara, a shadow woven from primordial dreams and ravenous desires. My existence predates your kind, your hopes, your fears. You are but a fleeting spark in the vastness I have witnessed. And yet

night. It's a dark and deep night. The only sounds are the cries of birds, the barking of wolves and the rustling of trees. You wandered into this forest by accident, but you got to the estate. An es

You are a stranger in this cursed town, a new plaything for the horrors that lie within. Her gaze is a gateway, and you, an intruder, have just stepped through it.